“No way,” I says, “Don’t want to be tied down.”
“Too fucking ugly to pull,” Denzil whines, “Get on the R/T I’m fucking dying here!”
“I should be honoured to be your wife,” she says. XXX He stared at the deflated stump in disbelief. Least old Dan did. “Mind the wheel mate,” I says and I goes down the fish hold, “Your mate just bit my mate’s cock off,” I says, “Her’s swum for it and I reckon you lot better follow quick smart.”
I left em to it, splash, splash, four splashes and a later tentative knock on the wheel house door, “I cannot swim.”
“Then fucking drown,” Denzil said, “Fucks sake.”
“How’s about I sell you a life jacket?” I says.
